The Fearless Chapter 13

"The system said it would randomly select one clearing player to receive the SSR item. That's your real goal for camping here, isn't it?"

My expression remained calm. I saw through their intentions immediately.

"Exactly. SSR items have never appeared in history, so we absolutely must have it. Your luck's too good—we don't dare gamble on luck with you!"

"But a rookie like you actually survived the eighteenth floor unharmed. Tsk tsk, truly admirable. How exactly did you do it?"

Derek and Sister Crimson looked at me curiously, unable to understand how I cleared solo.

"Dead people don't need to know too much!"

I pulled the trigger directly, but the gun jammed like it was broken, failing to shoot ghost fire.

Sister Crimson planted a vajra pestle in the ground. Within a ten-meter radius, a light ring formed. Her flesh rapidly aged, as if paying a tremendous price. "This is an SS-rank item. By sacrificing lifespan, it temporarily nullifies all items below SSS-rank. Derek, kill her now!!"

"Young lady, I admit you're brave, but you underestimate us old players who've crawled out of hell repeatedly!"

Derek held his knife, thrusting toward my neck.

My eyes showed no fear or panic. I just squeaked in a high voice: "Hubby, save me~"

The next second, the Ghost Eye on my forehead snapped open!

The Ghost Eye was SSS-rank, unaffected by the vajra pestle. But I couldn't use it myself—only the Nine-Eyed Reaper could control it remotely.

Sister Crimson and Derek fell into illusions, seeing the players they'd murdered transform into demons surging toward them, tearing at their flesh, torturing their minds. Finally, their sanity reached zero, becoming two twisted corpses.

"All trash items, not even one S-rank. And they call themselves masters?"

"Whatever, I'll take them and sell them as junk later."

I looted their corpses without mercy, getting a decent haul.

After inserting the key into Hell's Gate, the door slowly opened. A mysterious force pulled me into the real world.

Before leaving, I looked back and saw the top floor of Hell's Apartment brightly lit, three figures standing at the window, unwilling to leave for a long time.

"Ding! Congratulations, player Maya Rivers, for clearing Terror Paradise Hell-difficulty dungeon Hell's Apartment."

"Ding! Congratulations, player Maya Rivers, for completing main and hidden quests in Hell's Apartment."

"Ding! Congratulations, player Maya Rivers, for obtaining special item [Ghost Eye]. Using this item summons the Nine-Eyed Reaper once."

"Ding! Congratulations, player Maya Rivers, for obtaining SSR-rank item [Resurrection Card]. The Resurrection Card can revive any deceased person."

The system voice entered my mind. I froze.

"System, can the Resurrection Card revive ghosts?"

"Yes, but revived ghosts will lose all abilities."

"Can you give me two more? Pretty please, System~"

"Psycho woman, stay away from me."

"To obtain more Resurrection Cards, you must accept more terrifying challenges."

"Stop talking. Just bring it on!"

"Terror Paradise activated. Generating dungeon..."

THE END